"Mr. Tang, you are absolutely right."
Qing Muy野 returned a polite smile. "Intelligent people wouldn't refuse such generous terms. However, I was born dull, with no grand aspirations or ambitions, nor any pursuit of career or status."
These words were a subtle rejection of Tang Nian.
Tang Nian had expected Qing Muy野 to at least hesitate upon being offered such favorable conditions. He hadn't anticipated such a swift and decisive refusal.
His dark-complexioned, square-faced expression suddenly sank, his demeanor growing increasingly unpleasant.
Their eyes met, a silent contest unfolding in that moment.
Yet, the young man opposite him showed no fear. Instead, he remained calm and composed, exuding an air of relaxed ease.
"I said, for Xing'er's happiness, I am willing to do anything," Mr. Tang said, his tone deepening, laden with unspoken meaning. "If you won't consider yourself, won't you consider Meng Jingwei?"
His words, veiled with subtext, were undeniably a threat to Qing Muy野.
Initially, Qing Muy野 had publicly announced his divorce from Meng Jingwei precisely to protect her, to prevent anyone from using her as a 'bargaining chip' to threaten him, potentially endangering her life.
However, fate, whether good or ill, cannot be avoided.
Meng Jingwei was his weakness, and ultimately, she could not escape the fate of being 'held hostage.'
"A'wei is my wife. I consider her in everything I do." Qing Muy野's handsome face remained unreadable, his calm demeanor leaving Tang Nian unable to fathom his thoughts.
He continued, "Mr. Tang might not understand my feelings for A'wei. Let me put it this way..." Qing Muy野 crossed his legs, raising his right hand that rested on his knee. "She is my absolute bottom line."
Anyone who dared to scheme against her would be considered his enemy.
Qing Muy野 did not vocalize this last thought, but the implication was crystal clear.
Tang Nian blinked in surprise, his brows furrowing, the wrinkles on his forehead faintly visible.
He narrowed his sharp, shrewd eyes, staring at Qing Muy野 for a long moment before suddenly letting out a scoff. "Hmph, young man, youthful impetuosity is understandable."
As Tang Nian spoke, he picked up his coffee cup from the table and took another sip. "I know you are a responsible person, and you likely can't accept these terms immediately. How about this, I'll give you a week to consider."
He dropped this statement, and before Qing Muy野 could respond, he put down his cup and stood up. "I have to visit Xing'er, so I won't keep you any longer."
As he spoke, his sharp gaze flickered towards Qing Muy野, then he left the booth and walked straight out of the private room.
Qing Muy野 remained seated, not looking up at Tang Nian, quietly savoring his coffee.
He understood Tang Nian's words were a final ultimatum.
If he refused, Tang Nian would target Meng Jingwei.
And the mastermind behind all of this was Tang Wanxing, with the tacit approval of his own father... Qing Kangyu.
Qing Muy野 sat for a while longer before leaving the private room and returning to the restaurant.
As he went upstairs, he saw Song Ci standing by the door outside a private room.
Upon seeing Qing Muy野, Song Ci immediately stepped forward. "Boss, you're back? Madam Tang just invited the young madam over."
"Madam Tang?"
Qing Muy野's expression darkened, and he immediately asked, "Is A'wei alright?"
Song Ci shook his head. "They talked for about ten minutes, and then the young madam came out. However, the young madam's complexion wasn't good after she returned."
Anyone in such a situation would feel disheartened.
Although Qing Muy野 didn't know what Madam Tang had said to Meng Jingwei, it wasn't difficult to guess.